The mother of the Hou family eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and went crazy, I won by sucking milk

Madam Zhou thought about it again and again, and her face still looked a little ugly.

But obviously, it looks much better than before when he was angry.

Madam Zhou said somewhat displeasedly: "Even if that's the case, just let Mu Sheng in. You are covering Mu Sheng's eyes just like you covered Xiao Xiao's eyes. Why make him suffer this..."

Jiang Wanqing pursed her lips.

There was a hint of embarrassment on his face.

After a long while, he said, "I never thought that Mu Sheng was so timid. My brothers all stayed in border towns when they were young. All of them have seen corpses, but none of them cried out of fear."

After a pause, Jiang Wanqing glanced at Song Nansheng again.

Then he said, "I think Zi Gu has never been so timid, and neither have the Zhou family. It must be because of Mu Sheng's biological mother's personality. It is said that daughters resemble their fathers and sons resemble their mothers. It is only because Mu Sheng's biological mother is timid that Mu Sheng has lost a bit of masculinity now."

Jiang Wanqing glanced at Song Nansheng, and sure enough, the other person's face suddenly turned dark.

The next second, Song Nansheng's questioning words rang in his ears: "It is said that children raised by adults will also behave like adults. Or maybe, Mu Sheng's biological mother had a good temper, but she became so bad after being raised by my sister-in-law?"

Jiang Wanqing covered her lips and laughed, "I am sorry to make you laugh, Sister Nan Sheng. To be honest, I lived in the border town before I was nine years old. When I was three or four years old, I saw a corpse without changing my expression.

Besides, how can a child's temperament be changed so easily? Forget Mu Sheng. Even if you give me an ugly duckling, I can't turn it into a white swan. After all, the mother of the ugly duckling is just an ugly duckling. "

Song Nansheng's pupils suddenly shrank, and a flash of coldness passed through his eyes.

Gnashing her teeth, she looked at Jiang Wanqing and tried to speak in a steady tone: "Sister-in-law, Mu Sheng is the young master of the Xingchang Marquis's Mansion, the only young master. How can you call him an ugly duckling!"

Jiang Wanqing saw Xiaoxiao tearing the scarf off her face and quickly covered it with her sleeves.

Then he looked at Song Nansheng: "When did I say Mu Sheng was an ugly duckling? I was just making a metaphor. Since Mu Sheng is Zi Gu's adopted son, he is also my adopted son. Can I really go around in a roundabout way and call Zi Gu a duck?"

Jiang Wanqing silently thought in her heart: Zhou Musheng is not my child, his own mother is standing here! Zhou Musheng is Zhou Zigu's biological son, so he is naturally not my adopted son!

[Humph! Mother, if you use your sleeves to cover it again, I will be angry! ]

Jiang Wanqing looked down and saw that her cheeks were puffed up and she looked very angry.

He is young but has a bad temper.

The next second, Jiang Wanqing covered Xiaoxiao's sight with her sleeves again.

No matter how Xiaoxiao complained in her heart.

"enough!"

Old Madam Zhou stomped her cane hard, interrupting the argument between the two.

He glanced at the two of them and said unhappily: "What time is it now? You are still arguing about these things!"

Jiang Wanqing sighed, "Yes, Sister Nan Sheng is just a cousin, and now she is stepping on the head of me, the mistress of the house. I think, why not let Sister Nan Sheng be the mistress."

Madam Zhou frowned and said, "Jiang, what nonsense are you talking about? Nan Sheng is just staying here."

Although Old Madam Zhou had that idea in her mind, the time has not come yet.

Jiang Wanqing chuckled and said, "I think Sister Nan Sheng has stayed here long enough. It's time for her to go back to the manor."

The implication is that he wants to drive people away.

Song Nansheng looked at Jiang Wanqing, and her eyes instantly turned cold.

The next second, his face showed pain.

I walked to the lotus pond, held onto the wooden railing, and began to vomit.

Zhou Musheng didn't take care of anything and fell directly to the ground.

Old Madam Zhou took a few steps forward worriedly, came in front of Zhou Musheng, squatted down, and helped Zhou Musheng up.

He glanced at Song Nansheng with some anger on his face.

She even tripped her eldest grandson!

Song Nansheng really can't do anything right!

Madam Zhou hugged Zhou Musheng in her arms and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, Musheng, grandma is here."

Zhou Musheng leaned on Old Madam Zhou and sobbed quietly.

Jiang Wanqing looked at Song Nansheng's pale face.

She immediately covered her lips and said in surprise, "I've seen Sister Nansheng's current appearance! Isn't this exactly the same as when I was pregnant with Xiao Xiao? Sister Nansheng, are you pregnant? Is it Xiang Zhuangyu's?"

Song Nansheng's face turned even paler.

Mrs. Zhou, who was originally hugging Mu Sheng to coax him, suddenly changed her blaming expression towards Song Nansheng into a look of joy, and looked at Song Nansheng excitedly.

Could it be that the Xingchang Marquisate is about to welcome a second male child?

Song Nansheng met Jiang Wanqing's curious gaze and frowned, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Jiang Wanqing asked, "If it's not Xiang Zhuangyu's? Then whose is it? Didn't Sister Nan Sheng just meet Mr. Xiang..."

Before he finished speaking, everyone present understood.

Song Nansheng took a deep breath: "I didn't..."

Halfway through his words, Song Nansheng suddenly met Madam Zhou's gaze.

I couldn't help but think of what Jiang Wanqing had just said.

Jiang Wanqing wanted to drive him away.

What if my aunt really has such thoughts because of my poor performance during this period?

At that moment, I didn't want to deny it so quickly.

If my aunt thought that I was pregnant with a child, she would definitely not let me leave.

Song Nansheng picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth. "I just have lost my appetite recently."

This statement neither confirmed nor denied.

If it is found later that there is no child, it would make sense.

Old Madam Zhou pushed Mu Sheng to the old nanny beside her, and then walked to Song Nansheng.

Holding Song Nansheng's hand, he sighed, "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were not feeling well? I'll get a doctor to see you right away."

When he heard that he needed to call a doctor, Song Nansheng quickly shook his head.

He winked at Old Madam Zhou and glanced at Xiang Zhuangyu who was still lying in the distance.

Then he spoke again: "I just lost my appetite, maybe it's a gastrointestinal problem. If you still have gastrointestinal discomfort after a month, I will ask a doctor to see you then."

A month after hearing the news, Mrs. Zhou became even more certain that Song Nansheng was pregnant.

He nodded excitedly: "Okay, okay, your health is important."

Song Nansheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but quickly raised his breath again.

I can’t let my aunt know that I will never be able to get pregnant in this lifetime!

Otherwise, I'm afraid my aunt would definitely ask Brother Zi Gu to find a girl from another place.

Song Nansheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

What if Brother Zi Gu is no longer able to have children in this life?

In this life, there is only one child like Mu Sheng...

Wouldn't it be better?